Rain
started to fall from the sky after the Daihmon's atrocity. I took
off my hat and mask and threw them into a nearby bush. Then wrapped
my cape around Usako's body so that the rain didn't reach her
pale face. I frantically rushed the indigent Usako back to the
hospital.

While
I held her in my arms, a surge of thunder and a flash of lightning
filled the sky. During that moment, I sensed the fragile feeling of
Usako's body. It had certainly taken it's toll this time. The
gash on her shoulder had stretched onto a small part of her neck
after the Daihmon re-opened it. Plus the strong electricity inflicted
on her back hadn't fully recovered, and the Super Sailor Moon
transformation drained her energy.

Despite
all that, she still took on the Daihmon and Mimete. With such valor.
Not only that but she acted as a bulwark for me on both occasions.

When
I reached the front of the hospital, I ran into a female doctor. She
quickly led me inside to a team of male doctors crowded around a
stretcher. I laid Usako down onto there, my heart still pounding with
worry.

"Bring
this girl to the emergency room, stat!" The women doctor ordered.

"Right!"

As
the team of doctors rushed Usako to the emergency room, the women
introduced herself to me as Dr. Carlson.

"It
looks like this storm won't let off for some time now." Dr.
Carlson said. "Why don't you stay the night? You could sleep in
the waiting room."

"But
Dr. Carlson..." One of her male assistants stepped foward. "We
never allowed anyone to stay there after visiting hours."

"Well
this time is different." She argued. "This young man has no ride
home since all of our hospital staff is on duty. Besides that, he's
worried about his girlfriend."

Dr.
Carlson really astounded me with that statement. I haven't even
told her about our relationship. But she was still able to guess.
Just like a psychic.

"Now
set up the waiting room for this young man."

"Women...I'll
never understand them." The assistant sighed, heading for the
waiting room.

A
couple of minutes later, the assistant returned and led me to a
comfortable looking couch neatly covered with cushions. He wished me
a good night, then left me to rest.

But I
couldn't sleep. My heart was still aching with worry at seeing
Usako like that. My Usako. Her image refused to fade from my mind.

For
hours I layed on the couch thinking of Usako. Worrying about her
condition. Wondering about how her treatment went. Her impaired image
still stuck in my head. All I could do now was hope that the doctor's
remedies would work on her.

Later
that morning, the assistant came to me with a nicely prepared
breakfast of buttered toast, scrambled eggs, with a side of milk. He
seemed to notice my wrecked appetite and tried to cheer me up.

"Come
on man." He said. "Don't worry. Your girlfriend's operation
was successful. Dr. Carlson said that you could visit her after you
eat."

"Really?"
I wondered.

"Really."
He replied. "Now you better eat up."

"Thank
you."

After
I ate my food, I went to go see Usako. When I turned the corner, I
spotted a patient kneeling on the floor. I looked closer to see that
it was Usako!

As
I rushed to her, she struggled to get to her feet.

"Mamo-chan."
She smiled weakly. She did have a little more color in her face, but
it was still pale and a little sweaty.

"What
are you doing, Usako?" I asked, in a worried tone. "You're
still recovering."

"I...I
just...wanted to..." Before she could finish her sentence, she
fainted in my arms.

"Usako!"
I gasped. "Somebody help!!"

Dr.
Carlson immediately rushed into the scene. I carried Usako back into
her bed as the doctor told me too.

"She
shouldn't be walking around after an operation." She explained.
"It could make her condition a lot worse."

"Is
she going to be ok?" I asked, anxiously.

"Stress
isn't the best thing for her right now. So I'd say that she'll
be alright after a much needed rest." Dr. Carlson ensured.

She
left me alone in the room with Usako after that. I walked over to her
bed and sat on a chair beside it. I grasped her right hand in both of
mine. There I sat for at least a half hour wanting to be at Usako's
side. Wanting to be assured that she was going to be ok.

All
of a sudden she began to moan. It was as if my prescence began to be
perceptible to her. Her eyes slowly flickered open as her hand
gripped mine.

"Mamo-chan."
She said. Her voice sounding a bit stronger.

"What
were you thinking?" I asked, reflecting on the incident before.
"You shouldn't have been up. Especially after the operation."

"I
just wanted to see you and say thank you."

"Usako."
I wrapped my arms around her and held her in my embrace. As expected
she happily returned it. The warmth and affection distributed through
our hug filled my heart. It also filtered out the worry. All that
mattered that moment was her. My Usako.

"I'm
so glad that you're ok."

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